The 4 boxes.
Disclaimer-I'm not sure who relic hunter belongs to, but I'm damn sure it's not me!
Summary-4 boxes affect Sydney and Nigel's behaviour.
PG/PG-13
Feedback- Yes please!! I try to thank everyone who reviews in the author's notes, but if I forget you, tell me and I'll apologise.
Author's notes- This is my first Relic Hunter Fanfic, I love the show, but had difficulty finding much fanfiction, so I decided to add my own. This will be a Sydney/Nigel story.
Thank you:
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She hadn't had time to answer him before. The lust took over and they hadn't had chance. She was thinking it over now. Both were taking and agonisingly long time to get ready. This was mainly to do with the fact that every part of their bodies was telling them it was wrong to be anywhere but in bed or at least in each others arms.
She knew that this was some kind of spell, but right now she didn't care. She was really happy. He was right, if they found the box then it would all be over, but if they got married, they'd have to stay together.
This wasn't the first time she'd been proposed to, and it wasn't the first time she'd considered saying yes. But this was the only time she had really really wanted to say so. Some other parts of her that weren't as badly affected by the lust realised that it might work, but it could all go horribly wrong. What happened if and when they found the box? She would be highly embarrassed and Nigel would be mortified. Would it affect there friendship?
What if they did get married? The embarrassment would be even more drawn out, because they'd have to go through the divorce proceedings, but what if they didn't want to get divorced. Of course they would, both would be highly embarrassed and want to put it behind them. She had wanted him before this whole experience but hadn't acted on it, she had no idea how he felt. If he had never felt anything for her then the whole thing would be a disaster. Plus the fact that both of them would never be able to even have a conversation or spend time together without feeling awkward.
So why was she so desperate to say yes? Maybe it could all work out well. All of the other men who had proposed hadn't really spent much time with her that wasn't in bed, which is one of the main reasons she'd turned the proposals down. But she had spent a lot of time with Nigel, three years of it in fact. So it might work.
What about work? That was a worry too; there were some very strict rules about illicit relationships. But this wouldn't be illicit, that was the beauty of it. While the whole chapter of rules had been horrendously against illicit relationships, not one line had mentioned anything about marriage. She doubted that the Dean would agree with this but it was her loophole and she was sticking to it.
If she said yes of course.
He hadn't said anything else about it since he'd asked. She didn't think he really expected an answer. Maybe he had been joking.
God, she hoped not.
Finally she decided to bring it up.
"Nige?" She asked, moving closer. She was careful not to come too close though because they might never actually leave the room. It was a real balance sometimes.
"Yes Syd?"
"Um about what you said earlier." She swore that he blushed. "Um, okay." His head, which was ducked due to the fact that he was staring intently at the corner of the blanket, snapped up.
"Pardon?" He looked confused. He obviously remembered what he'd asked, but wasn't sure whether she was thinking about the same thing.
"Um, you know. Before, when um you said we needed something to keep us together after all this. You asked me to, um marry you. So okay then." She felt really shy, an emotion that she wasn't used to feeling. This had a lot to do with the fact that he was staring at her like she was a beautiful mirage that could disappear at any second.
"Really?" She nodded smiling, and moved closer. He closed the gap between them and within seconds they were kissing passionately.
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Four hours later they collapsed back into the hotel room. Both totally wrapped up in each others arms.
She hadn't even known it was possible to get married that quickly. But they'd proved it. Everything had been so easy, getting the licence, everything. They'd both got the rings and then gone to get changed and before they knew it, they were married.
It was if it was all meant to be, or someone had known beforehand.
She'd always wondered what it would be like to get married, she'd always thought that she'd be nervous at a ceremony that legally bound her to another person, but she couldn't be happier. Both fell onto the bed.
"OWW!" Nigel yelped and sat up quickly. "There's something hard in the bed."
She giggled, something she hadn't done for a long time.
"That's you, dear." He kissed her again, bringing her down to him. "Seriously, it's probably just chocolates or something." Still kissing and making out, the managed to get under the covers and to find the hard thing.
"Hey! Isn't that?" Both stared at the object.
"What is doing in our bed?"
Both stared at the box in their hands.
"Hey Syd we've found the third box!"
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As before, if anyone's interested in writing an R or NC-17 version of this chapter, just ask.
Thank you for reading, please, please review.
Disclaimer-I'm not sure who relic hunter belongs to, but I'm damn sure it's not me!
Summary-4 boxes affect Sydney and Nigel's behaviour.
PG/PG-13
Feedback- Yes please!! I try to thank everyone who reviews in the author's notes, but if I forget you, tell me and I'll apologise.
Author's notes- This is my first Relic Hunter Fanfic, I love the show, but had difficulty finding much fanfiction, so I decided to add my own. This will be a Sydney/Nigel story.
Thank you:
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She hadn't had time to answer him before. The lust took over and they hadn't had chance. She was thinking it over now. Both were taking and agonisingly long time to get ready. This was mainly to do with the fact that every part of their bodies was telling them it was wrong to be anywhere but in bed or at least in each others arms.
She knew that this was some kind of spell, but right now she didn't care. She was really happy. He was right, if they found the box then it would all be over, but if they got married, they'd have to stay together.
This wasn't the first time she'd been proposed to, and it wasn't the first time she'd considered saying yes. But this was the only time she had really really wanted to say so. Some other parts of her that weren't as badly affected by the lust realised that it might work, but it could all go horribly wrong. What happened if and when they found the box? She would be highly embarrassed and Nigel would be mortified. Would it affect there friendship?
What if they did get married? The embarrassment would be even more drawn out, because they'd have to go through the divorce proceedings, but what if they didn't want to get divorced. Of course they would, both would be highly embarrassed and want to put it behind them. She had wanted him before this whole experience but hadn't acted on it, she had no idea how he felt. If he had never felt anything for her then the whole thing would be a disaster. Plus the fact that both of them would never be able to even have a conversation or spend time together without feeling awkward.
So why was she so desperate to say yes? Maybe it could all work out well. All of the other men who had proposed hadn't really spent much time with her that wasn't in bed, which is one of the main reasons she'd turned the proposals down. But she had spent a lot of time with Nigel, three years of it in fact. So it might work.
What about work? That was a worry too; there were some very strict rules about illicit relationships. But this wouldn't be illicit, that was the beauty of it. While the whole chapter of rules had been horrendously against illicit relationships, not one line had mentioned anything about marriage. She doubted that the Dean would agree with this but it was her loophole and she was sticking to it.
If she said yes of course.
He hadn't said anything else about it since he'd asked. She didn't think he really expected an answer. Maybe he had been joking.
God, she hoped not.
Finally she decided to bring it up.
"Nige?" She asked, moving closer. She was careful not to come too close though because they might never actually leave the room. It was a real balance sometimes.
"Yes Syd?"
"Um about what you said earlier." She swore that he blushed. "Um, okay." His head, which was ducked due to the fact that he was staring intently at the corner of the blanket, snapped up.
"Pardon?" He looked confused. He obviously remembered what he'd asked, but wasn't sure whether she was thinking about the same thing.
"Um, you know. Before, when um you said we needed something to keep us together after all this. You asked me to, um marry you. So okay then." She felt really shy, an emotion that she wasn't used to feeling. This had a lot to do with the fact that he was staring at her like she was a beautiful mirage that could disappear at any second.
"Really?" She nodded smiling, and moved closer. He closed the gap between them and within seconds they were kissing passionately.
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Four hours later they collapsed back into the hotel room. Both totally wrapped up in each others arms.
She hadn't even known it was possible to get married that quickly. But they'd proved it. Everything had been so easy, getting the licence, everything. They'd both got the rings and then gone to get changed and before they knew it, they were married.
It was if it was all meant to be, or someone had known beforehand.
She'd always wondered what it would be like to get married, she'd always thought that she'd be nervous at a ceremony that legally bound her to another person, but she couldn't be happier. Both fell onto the bed.
"OWW!" Nigel yelped and sat up quickly. "There's something hard in the bed."
She giggled, something she hadn't done for a long time.
"That's you, dear." He kissed her again, bringing her down to him. "Seriously, it's probably just chocolates or something." Still kissing and making out, the managed to get under the covers and to find the hard thing.
"Hey! Isn't that?" Both stared at the object.
"What is doing in our bed?"
Both stared at the box in their hands.
"Hey Syd we've found the third box!"
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As before, if anyone's interested in writing an R or NC-17 version of this chapter, just ask.
Thank you for reading, please, please review.
